The Death of a Chimney Sweep

There were thousands like him who died during the industrial revolution within the iron refineries throughout Ohio, Pennsylvania, and the rest of the north-eastern United States. Some were crushed, others run over by trains when they fell asleep on the tracks; but the worst death of all was one that would be over before they hit the ground and yet infinitely slow.

I'm considering this a finished drabble, my first work of non-fanfiction in ages.